"Associate Professor Xu, would you like to open Arena No. 2?"
"OK."
After a while, Zong Han, Zhu Ming and other four senior martial arts masters entered the second arena one after another. Most of their health values were between 5000 and 6000 calories.
Only Zong Han's health value exceeded 6,000 calories.
Under the call of Coach Zhao, senior martial arts masters quickly gathered at the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall. Most of them were middle-aged people in their thirties, and there were as many as 40 or 50 people!
Moreover, many people's Qi and blood values obviously exceed 7,000 calories!
At this time, Xu Renli said to himself, "In terms of vitality and blood values, Zong Han and the others are obviously at a disadvantage, and they may lose."
"Sometimes, defeat is not necessarily a bad thing."
Next to her, Cheng Xueyue was very calm.
"Some of them have always won and rarely lost since entering the gifted class. They have developed an overly conceited character, which is not a good thing."
"Yes, some people's character may be lacking, and failure can temper their will."
On the second stage.
Zong Han was the first to go up, and his opponent was a senior martial artist with a qi and blood value of more than 7,500 calories. The power of qi and blood was a thousand calories higher than his!
"Damn, there are so many masters in this Flying Eagle Martial Arts School."
boom!
The battle has begun.
Zong Han used the sword, and his sword fighting skills were of a moderate type, taking into account both power and speed. He exchanged a move with his opponent, but ended up at a disadvantage.
His opponent held a sword in his hand and had a relatively strong fighting style. He didn't talk too much with Zong Han and hacked wildly.
After twenty moves, Zong Han was at a disadvantage and was tired of dealing with it.
After fifty moves, he was sweating on his forehead and breathing heavily.
After a hundred moves.
Bang!
Zong Han tried his best to block, but in the end he was still defeated. He fell directly to the second ring with his sword. He was sweating profusely, severely depleted, the muscles in both arms were strained, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding.
He looked decadent, felt annoyed, and couldn't hold his head up.
"Did I lose? It's a pity that I still can't beat my opponent. I defeated a person from the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School and lost the face of the genius class!"
Zong Han's opponent strode towards Zong Han and pulled Zong Han up.
"Brother, what's your name? You're very powerful. It took me a hundred moves to defeat you. You know, in the past, I could defeat an opponent with your health level in thirty or forty moves at most."
"ah?"
"Get up, you didn't lose unjustly, it's just that your energy and blood points are no better than mine. If our energy and blood points are the same, I will never be your opponent."
"Really?"
"certainly!"
Zong Han, who was praised by his opponent, was relieved of his disappointment.
…
Not far away, Xu Renli and Cheng Xueyue noticed this scene and couldn't help but nodded with a smile.
"A good opponent may, at some point, play a greater role than a teammate and will make you improve."
"Well said."
On the second stage, Zong Han retreated, silently thinking about the scene of the battle just now, where he lost, and what else he did not do well besides being at a disadvantage in terms of health and vitality.
Next, Zhu Ming and other three people also played in the battle one after another, losing two and winning one, and their results were very poor.
However, Xu Renli did not feel disappointed or angry, but hoped that they could realize their own shortcomings from failure and work hard to improve themselves.
Not far away, Coach Zhao and others couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, their gloomy expressions disappeared, and they became full of smiles.
"Haha, I finally won several games in a row."
"Our Flying Eagle Martial Arts School has finally regained some of its disadvantages. We can say that we have a win or loss with these people from the Longxiang First Martial Arts University."
"Speaking of which, they are really strong. Have you noticed that the losers basically have too much difference in energy and blood strength?"
"I saw it. They are indeed people from top universities. With the same health value, they seem to have remained undefeated?"
“That’s awesome!”
On the other side of Arena No. 1, martial arts students at the intermediate martial arts master level continued to appear, hoping to reverse some of the decline.
There were even several competitions starting at the same time.
Bang bang bang...
The roar of divine weapons, the explosion of combat skills, etc. could be heard from time to time.
Ouyang Yi was sweating profusely, swinging the stick crazily, trying his best, and finally swept an opponent with a health value of 3800 calories off the ring with one stick.
"You...you are still fierce!"
The opponent lay on the ground, took a few mouthfuls to donate blood, looked at Ouyang Yi like a monster, and exclaimed.
"In terms of health value, you are five or six hundred lower than me, but you can still defeat the strong with the weak, and defeat me head-on. I admire you!"
"Haha, it's just a piece of cake...ahem."
Ouyang Yi was about to brag when a wisp of blood suddenly spilled from the corner of his mouth. He quickly walked aside to rest and call a temporary truce.
Soon, Ling Fei also met a real opponent, with a health value of more than 4,900 calories, and was only one step away from being a senior martial artist.
"cut!"
boom.
After a tough attack, Ling Fei was at a slight disadvantage.
Next, with some people watching, Ling Fei drew her sword like the wind and performed what it means to be swept away by the autumn wind, defeating her opponent despite a sudden disadvantage.
Puff puff puff...
Her opponent's upper body was covered with small cuts and wounds, and the blood stained his whole body red. She couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Admit defeat, why don't I just admit defeat? The attack was too fierce..."
Around the two arenas, there were many students from the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School, such as warriors and low-level martial arts masters.
"The people from these top universities are as fierce as tigers!"
"Did you notice? Many of them are able to defeat the strong with the weak!"
"It can be seen that these people must have rich combat experience. I'm afraid they are not ordinary students."
"Didn't someone just say that? These are all people from the genius class!"
Coach Zhao and others, who were full of confidence at the beginning, have gradually become calmer now. They watched many martial arts students quickly walk aside after participating in the competition, and seemed to have some insights.
"Brother Zhao, if someone from a top school comes to challenge us, the benefits to our martial arts school students will outweigh the disadvantages!"
One coach looked happy and pointed at a few people in the distance.
"Look at them, they have obviously gained something after the battle. It may be more effective than simple training."
"Of course."
Coach Zhao was very proud, "You think I didn't think of this? Otherwise, why would I agree to their request?"
"Haha, Brother Zhao is wise!"
…
At this time, all 14 people from the genius class were participating in the battle, and only Mu Yueqi was standing near the two arenas, looking very bored.
"Master, there are many top martial arts masters and low-level martial arts masters in their Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall. Let me fight quickly, otherwise all my bones will be rusty..."
"Okay, you can choose your opponent."
"Okay!"
So, Mu Yueqi pointed at a low-level martial artist with a health value of 15,000 calories in the crowd, and raised her fingers.
"It's you, come to Arena No. 1."
"You are the goddess Mu? You are so beautiful! She is much more beautiful in person than in the battle video! No, isn't the No. 1 top martial artist? How can I get on?"